Hansel had the body of a God. A mortal Adonis, with deeply tanned skin, golden locks and piercing blues eyes. He wasn’t modest about his looks – on the contrary, there was not a man more acutely aware of his attractiveness. His height and muscular physique meant that many a poor, foolish girl had fallen for him. Hansel had no difficulty whatsoever in getting a girlfriend – he just struggled to keep them.
Leisel was skinny and attractive in a cute, bookworm kind of way. She’d fallen for Hansel just like any other would have, but she made him work to earn her affection. Most of the time, she detested his personality. There were moments, however, where he became a gentle, genuine soul. Those moments passed all too quickly.
Recently, Leisel had been struggling at work, and as a result had put on only the slightest bit of weight. Hansel, being the vain young man he is, took great pleasure in pointing it out. Leisel felt horrible; as if she didn’t have enough wo